"Do you think he likes being creative?"

"He looks like the kind to love a bunch of things. Perhaps he has a special one?"

"No time to ask questions, he'll be waking up soon."

"How can you tell? He's barely stirring."

"... Are you seriously asking that to the time god?"

"Guys! Shh! I think he's waking up."

The albino boy groaned slightly as he pushed himself up from the desk below him, his eyes shut closed before opening slowly to reveal bright emerald pupils, looking around in curiousity. His vision was blurred at first, but it soon focused to enable him to see all the details of the bright blue room he was in, and the three strangers lined up in a row, right in front of him.

The first one was some girl, her rainbow colored hair in tangles and curls, face and dress a clear white, almost like paper. Her dress consisted of multiple doodles and designs, some of them including clocks and oranges with smiley faces. Her own limbs were nothing but formed with black, permanent looking ink. She held a sharpened pencil in one hand, using the other to wave at his direction, smiling widely.

On her right, definitely taller than her, was a guy this time. With peculiarly blue colored skin, a red streak running across his face which strangely looked like arrows, and a pristine suit with a high collar. He also had ruffled-up black hair that seemed to clash with his classy look, yellow pinching at the tips and at his facial hair. He had a black sword attached on his side which awfully reassembled a clock hand, but much more brutal.

Finally, there was another boy, slightly shorter than that girl. He had a light blue tone of skin, and wore a long outfit which extended to his arms, making him look like he had wings. He also sported some headband with a pair of antennas, which, fully made him like some sort of butterfly.

They were all certainly different than him; for all he had was a loft of snow white hair, regular pale skin, and a pair of black rimmed glasses which he currently kept in his hoodies' pocket. Said hoodie was also white and had a multicolored box design as a pocket, making it look like colorful buttons arranged in order. He also wore tight fit pants of the same design palette, and white sneakers. He generally thought of himself as some geek who's obsessed with white.

He stayed silent for a while, taking in all the info about the three's appearances. At last, he got up from atop the desk and took a few steps forward.

"Hi there~! I'm Paige, that's Shrignold, and the boring looking guy is Tony. Were gonna have so much fun together!" The girl greeted, ignoring the glare the taller guy shot her. The butterfly boy, Shrignold, approached him with open arms.

"Hello friend. It's lovely to meet someone new, isn't it?" He spoke, feeling happy and loving towards him for some reason. Maybe they couldn't help it? He wasn't sure.

"Right. We can assure you that your time here will not be wasted." Classy and calm reply from the 'boring' guy named Tony, as expected. "Do you mind telling us your name?"

The boy fumbled a bit with the edge of his white hoodie before replying, his green eyes shining.

"1'm C0L1n. 1'm a c0mput3r¥ 6u¥."